When you were born, everyone around you was smiling and you were crying. Live your life so that when you die, you're smiling and everyone around you is crying.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Fake...?

Fakeness is what I have becomeBut I don't know if I am fake or not.I am just a tool for this other.Who is it inside?why is it notme?Why now?Why does it compel meTo do this?I can't be anything.I feel so fake,And I try to not believe inWhat people say,But its hardwhen you dont know if you are.